Tuesday, July 23, 2013

[Work Series] The IT guy pt 2

Carlo was absent on Thursday. He didn't confirm if he's going to my place to "fix" my laptop. That's another thing. There was nothing wrong with my laptop. I haven't figured out what I should tell him. Of course, I have to lie about it. I'll figure something out.

The following day, he apologized for being absent and promised he will work on my other requests as soon as possible. And he did. That's what really turns me on. He's smart, he's sexy, and he delivers. I wonder if he's the same when he's in my bed.

It was 5'o clock in the afternoon. He went to my office and confirmed if the visit is a go. Of course I said yes. He said he'll drop by around 6PM because he'll be coming from a basketball practice. Nice. I gave him my unit number and directions on how to get there. I was so excited.

He arrived 5 minutes past 6. He apologized for being late. I was wearing very short shorts and my loose shirt. He was still in his basketball shorts. I showed him my other laptop (the one that really had a problem with the OS) and he started fixing it.

"You want beer?"


"I have that and a stronger one... or wine."

"I'll have the light, Sir."

"Good choice."

He was sweating like crazy. The entire process lasted for about an hour. We talked a little about how to fix it the next time it happens. He taught me how to back up my files. He told me where he lives and all that shit.

By the time he's done, I asked him if he wanted to use my bathroom to take a quick bath.

"Can I? I smell like shit."

I laughed. "Not really. But go ahead."

I watched him take off his clothes. I gave him a clean towel. Doesn't he know I'm gay? He took off his pants like he was in a locker room. I got a 5-second glimpse of him wearing only his underwear just before he quickly wrapped himself with the towel. Of course, I deliberately gave him the small towel. He looked damn sexy.

Fifteen minutes later, he was dripping wet. I was sitting on my couch trying to cover my hard on.

"Sorry sir, your floor is wet."

"That's okay..."

He quickly realized that all of shirts were soiled and his shorts were full of his sweat.

"Shit." He said while scratching his head.

"No worries. You can use my washing machine. I have a dryer. It'll dry in no time. You're not in a hurry, are you?"

"Not really. Is it okay if I stay for a little bit?"

Of course my response was a resounding yes.

I gave him a couple more bottles of beer. By the time he finished his third, he was already tipsy. His clothes were still in the washing machine. He was still wrapped in my small towel. When he stood up to reach for the bottle, the tiny knot broke revealing his gorgeous pelvic muscles. Hanes - that's what his underwear says.


"That's okay." I smiled.

I picked up the towel and gave it to him. But I deliberately shoved it to his crotch.

"Hehe, sir. You're trying to wake up the beast."

I just smiled. "Did I?"

"Just kidding."

"I'm not."

He gave me a confused look. His cock was still hard. I could see it. He didn't cover it with the towel. He was just standing there in front of me as if waiting for something to happen.

"So.." I said.

"So...." He smiled.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

[Work Series] The IT guy pt. 1

I started with a new company a couple of months ago. It's great. New job, new beginnings.

New hot boys too.

I was looking at this very quiet systems administrator from the IT department. He's about 5'9" and is extremely buff. They say he works out for a couple of hours everyday at the nearby gym. It shows. His biceps were monstrous. Of course, I only looked from a distance. I was, after all, technically his supervisor. I work on several IT projects and they report to me.

I've never been good at flirting. The first time we had a real conversation, I asked about some IT stuff. Still about work. That's bad. I waited until he started cracking jokes before I asked him personal questions.

Is he married? No. But he has a domestic partner and they have 2 kids.

Is he gay? Definitely not. He's as straight as an arrow - which makes it more exciting.

Does he have a big cock? We're going to find out soon.

I hope nobody noticed that I have been calling IT more frequently to fix the slightest issues I have with my computer. Blurry screen? Call IT. Screen froze for 5 seconds for no reason? Call IT. Internet connection's gone cold? Call IT.

I would always look for Carlo. That's his name.

The first time I thought that getting him was a possibility happened when my files won't sync. Something to do with the connection. I called IT and they sent Carlo to fix it. His sexy Ilonggo accent was intoxicating. It was a Friday. He wore a tight, red Ferrari shirt that exposed his big pecs. They're to die for. Temperature was pretty cold in my office so yes... his nipples stood at attention. I almost licked them when he stood in front of me.

He didn't ask me to leave my desk. Instead, he moved more closely. My arm was sort of scratching with his muscular biceps. I was breathing more slowly than usual. He looked at me and started asking me questions. He scratched his head, showing me more muscles as he bent his left arm.

Then I finally asked him.

"I have this thing with my personal laptop. The OS is sort of - for a lack of a better term - fucked."

"That's easy. We can back up your files and reformat your laptop. Just bring it here tomorrow."

"It's too heavy... and I don't think the guards will let me bring a personal laptop."

He smiled. "Then I can probably drop by this Saturday to check it out."

I squinted. Then smiled. "Sure. Text me what time you can drop by."

"I don't have your number."

"Here you go.. XXXX XXXXXXXX"

And that's how this IT affair started.

To be continued...